brasov

Yesterday evening we’ve been walking hungry, through the streets of downtown Brașov. As a tourist, that’s a bad thing because it is similar to going hungry grocery shopping. I’ve learnt my lesson years ago when I’ve spent money I didn’t have, for things I couldn’t eat… not in the span of time the expiration date …

Well, in the mountains it snowed. Briefly. Not a lot. But just enough to get that fresh smell of the fresh snow. Have you ever noticed that smell of snow and frost, that smell that lingers in your nostrils, a little bit sweet and hell of a lot dry? It’s more intense when the white …

The weather is still nice enough to get up on your bike and ride the mountains a little. So today I took a little time to do just that. I’m used to this short but intense work out on the road to “Gropșoare“, also know as “Cow’s Meadow” (wonder why I never saw any cow on …

Getting my first film out of the Zenit wasn’t an easy job, that’s for sure. It somehow resembles taking care of a sick baby while trying to make him sell newspapers as they did in the ’30s. I guess you remember my decision to start experimenting with film so that photography won’t become boring at …

Bran’s Castle was associated in time with Bram Stoker’s “Dracula”. Why da’ fuck that happened, beats me. But Romanians decided to ride that wave of eerie popularity and monetize upon it. Not enough if you ask me. The fact is that Vlad the Impaler (or as we call it “Țepeș” from “țeapă”, the long …

The separatist preamble I don’t usually try Hungarian goods that are being sold in Romania. It’s not about the fact that I don’t trust their quality but I try not to contribute to the economy of a country that very much tries to break the centre of my country. Though not a crazy nationalist, …

It’s a good thing that the rain has stopped. Would’ve been a tough one. I didn’t pack more than some t-shirts this time and I had only a light jacket on me. Wondering under the bitter rain of Brașov, even if during the day was 30 degrees Celsius, it’s never pleasant. L.E. Discovered this song …

There’s something special about old centres in big cities. It’s like the buildings and the whole pack of them managed to pass the test of time. Also living in this kind of space must be different. I know my life would be different. But the closest I’ve been to live in such buildings was during …